Prologue: Amaranthus' Request.
It was many, many years ago that the legend of Davy Jones began. Calypso, Goddess of the Sea, fell in love with a sailor and convinced him to captain her ship to sail those that died at sea into the after life, the cost was high…Ten years at sea and a single day with his beloved on land….Ten years went by and Davy Jones did his duty to the mark, exactly as she asked, running his ship with fairness. But when he got to land to meet his beloved Goddess….To his dismay she was not there. Davy Jones grew cold and bitter as the years passed, time after time he came to meet her and time after time she was not there for him…Many long years passed and the goddess kept a terrible and great secret from Davy Jones. Sixty years after he took on his servitude she visited on the deck of his ship to reveal her secret to him…A tiny little girl with raven black hair and skin pale as sea foam, eyes as fathomless as the ocean; She was Davy Jones daughter. Named for a mythical flower, her name meant 'Love Lies Bleed'…She was called Amaranthus.
Jones grew angrier than ever at Calypso for hiding the child from him, though she was his, she looked very young still and Jones demanded he keep her as payment for the years that the goddess had denied him. Calypso told him no and fled with her daughter, but Jones concocted a plan. With the help of the Pirate Lords he sealed the goddess in human form and took the child for himself, hidden away aboard his ship for thirty years, the child never grew in body, but her mind and power grew freely in the shadows of the decaying boat.
But it was not long before the girl wished to be free, to explore the land that seemed to change so much each time they made port. Jones denied each request, saying how he wished to protect her from the corruption of man…The girl ran away when they ported near Tortuga and was never seen again. Bitter and angry, Jones tore out his heart and buried it in a chest where it could never be harmed again.
Many years later, after William Turner took over as Captain for the 'Flying Dutchmen'…
It was nearing midnight, the moon was high and the Dutchmen, floated not far off the shores of Tortuga. Captain Turner had allowed him men to deport for the evening and enjoy themselves, drink their fill before they would have to leave again in the morning. William stood at the helm, looking out over the murky waters at the lively little town that had changed very little in nearly ten years, when a small voice to his right caught his attention, "Excuse me Captain Turner…I don't mean to intrude on your ship, but I would like a word with you." The captain turned in surprise, there before him stood a tiny girl that looked no more than six of seven, she spoke a thick English accent that seemed to be far more educated than a child should have. "Who are you?" He asked stepping back slightly, hand on his gun, years of being a pirate had taught him never trust anyone; Even a child. "I want your help Mister Turner…" She replied, ignoring his question, "I need you to find someone for me, a very elusive someone."
Will raised a brow at this, "Who?" He asked, deciding to go along with it for now, as he waited for her reply he took a moment to examine her appearance better in the lite from the moon. She had raven black hair and eyes like the ocean just before the sun went down, her skin was shockingly pale as if she had never once set foot in daylight. She wore a simple white gown which hugged her tiny body and flared out at her waist, hiding her feet from view, the sleeves flared after the shoulders and almost hide her fingers. She turned her eyes to him, which glittered with some unreadable emotion, a small smile curving her pale little lips.
"Jack Sparrow."
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Theme: Davy Jones From Pirates Of the Caribbean: Dead Mans Chest.
